User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3135907-20120512153319/@comment-3474228-20120516204246

The rat stands up, his paw on a cutlass at his side. "Oh really, eh? Lemme tell yew somethin', y'dirty, lyin' scum. We don't call 'im Lord Sahja 'round 'ere, we call 'im Lord Greeneyes. Any soldier'd know that." The rat pulls the cutlass out fully and grins with malice. "Time t'carve me up some tiffins."